Only yesterday, I rode this rock and returned unharmed." "That is all very well, Lady Yva, but you may know how to balance it; also when to get on and off." "If you are afraid, Bastin, remain here until your companions return.
They, I think, will make the journey." Bickley and I intimated that we would, though to tell the truth, if less frank we were quite as alarmed as Bastin.
"No, I'll come too.

I suppose one may as well die this way as any other, and if anything were to happen to them and I were left alone, it would be worse still." "Then be prepared," said Yva, "for presently this air-chariot of ours will return.

When it appears and hangs upon the edge, step on to it and throw yourselves upon your faces and all will be well.

At the foot of the shaft the motion lessens till it almost stops, and it is easy to spring, or even crawl to the firm earth." Then she stooped down and lifted Tommy who was sniffing suspiciously at the edge of the pit, his long ears blown straight above his head, holding him beneath her left arm and under her cloak, that he might not see and be frightened.
We waited a while in silence, perhaps for five or six minutes, among the most disagreeable, I think, that I ever passed.

Then far down in the brightness below appeared a black speck that seemed to grow in size as it rushed upwards.
"It comes," said Yva.